Monday, November 24, 2003

good to be back, major tom.

would love to hear more about kline's 18th. amazing. do tell.

today was andrew's thanksgiving pageant. glorious. much pomp, circumstance, and gloating by the pilgrims.

to celebrate, i took him to the stars game tonite. the highlight of which (for him) was seeing the airplanes in the american airlines lobby. that and the cotton candy.

on the way back, i told him a joke. the classic. "what's black, white, and red all over?" i asked. "i dunno," he responded, with the mildest hint of enthusiasm. "a newspaper!," i revealed.

silence.

then a loud voice from the back seat, "a newspaper with a belly button?"

i don't get it either.

kids are nuts.

bigs

Sunday, November 09, 2003

I love that Neo figured out the only way to win was to give up.

He "became" Smith, just like Jesus became sin, allowing the machines to destroy Smith, just like God destroyed sin through Christ.

I understand that the machines could not just unhook all humans from the Matrix - they have to give each of them a choice; choice is the greatest good that neo aspired to.

I am somewhat perplexed by the comments of the little girl at the end; she "created" the sunrise for Neo. Did the machines perhaps give humans some measure of control over their environment within the Matrix as an inducement to remain connected?

Wednesday, November 05, 2003

excerpts from today's nytimes re revolution:

There are still a few loose ends that might be spun into future sequels — "The Matrix Recycled," perhaps, or "The Matrix Recall Election" or "The Matrix Recipe Book and Holiday Menu Planner" (featuring the Oracle's baking tips) — but the saga of Neo, which began in 1999 when he was a scruffy hacker who took a red pill, has now by all appearances reached its terminus. The appropriate response is somewhere between "About time" (about six hours, depending on what's added for the DVD release) and "So what?"

If "The Matrix" were a video game — I know there is one, but I mean the movies themselves — then you could linger in that dazzling white subway station, or in the Oracle's kitchen while the cookies are baking and tune out all of the philosophical mumbo jumbo and action-movie clichés. You could reflect on the curious beauty of your surroundings and admire the skill of the architects (not to be confused with the Architect). "The Matrix Relaxed" — now there's an idea for a sequel.

Tuesday, November 04, 2003

I'm still here...

pepsi sucks

ko